Tazhai: the Village Chief Brings the Goods, but You Sell Arms?

Lin Yaoyang traveled through the 1990s and became the newly appointed village party secretary of Tazhai Village. There is no system, no golden fingers, only a village of young people and an average annual income of 300 yuan per capita. It happened to be the ninety-fifth birthday of the old man from the village chief's family; When the fireworks went off at the birthday party, his mind flashed: Isn't this thing just a rocket launcher? "Village chief, I have a way to get rich." "We sell fireworks, legally." "It's just that... The buyer might use it to demolish a building." "We only sell materials and instructions, assembly is none of my business?" As a result, the style of painting began to look wrong: The ancestral hall turned into an arms factory, and village cadre meetings began to discuss ballistics. The county came to inspect and fell into deep thought while looking at the enthusiastic "safety production slogans". Until one day, a large customer from the Middle East sent a video: "Thanks to your village's 'big gift package', we are at peace!" The village elder rubbed his feet and asked: "Secretary, is this going to the public account or the private account?" Lin Yaoyang: "... Go to the ancestral hall account."